WILLIAM F. BRYSON, 1LT, USMC

William Bryson '29

Lucky Bag

WILLIAM FRANKLIN BRYSON

Pana, Illinois

"Bill" "Willie"

WILLIE came to the Navy from Pana Township—"the second largest hot house in the whole world"; but this luxuriant rose though early transplanted has flourished in the harsher air until today he can carry a rifle with the very best. Though classic of profile and aristocratic of demeanor Willie is not prey for all the anxious girls who "want to meet that man"—for as a fledgling Plebe he fell under the spell of his Psyche. His mail comes as regularly as any morning paper and dark gloom settles on his brow when for some reason Uncle Sam's men in gray fail to produce.

He prefers his seat on the warm radiator, and hence has not starred as an athlete though always able to hold his own. Academically he has shown that even Juice cannot hold down a good man, and the lingo of the Spaniard flows from his lips as fluently as from those of any matador of old Madrid. Willie takes into the Marines our best wishes for future generalship. His unfailing smile and endless witticisms, coupled with his ability to overcome obstacles when it is necessary, will carry him far.

WILLIAM FRANKLIN BRYSON

Pana, Illinois

"Bill" "Willie"

WILLIE came to the Navy from Pana Township—"the second largest hot house in the whole world"; but this luxuriant rose though early transplanted has flourished in the harsher air until today he can carry a rifle with the very best. Though classic of profile and aristocratic of demeanor Willie is not prey for all the anxious girls who "want to meet that man"—for as a fledgling Plebe he fell under the spell of his Psyche. His mail comes as regularly as any morning paper and dark gloom settles on his brow when for some reason Uncle Sam's men in gray fail to produce.

He prefers his seat on the warm radiator, and hence has not starred as an athlete though always able to hold his own. Academically he has shown that even Juice cannot hold down a good man, and the lingo of the Spaniard flows from his lips as fluently as from those of any matador of old Madrid. Willie takes into the Marines our best wishes for future generalship. His unfailing smile and endless witticisms, coupled with his ability to overcome obstacles when it is necessary, will carry him far.

Loss

William "died suddenly" on April 21, 1934, in the hospital in Key West, Florida. Unable to determine why he was in the hospital, though there is no indication that it was caused by any operational or training incident. He is buried in Illinois.